I saw three ghosts tonight, standing on the bridge. They were about to jump and I almost tried to stop them. Then I remembered that they were already dead.
I got to see my sets today at SGHQ. Three of them. I cannot comment on them though. I am way too self critical. When I look in the mirror or at a picture, I feel disfigured. I am too thin, too squishy in places, not enough in others. Too pale, breasts are too small, etc. etc. Even though I feel this way, I still like the pictures. Odd isn't it? I actually think that they are some damn good pictures.
About the boobs. I went off birth control pills in August. My boobs used to just barely fill a 32C, and now.......bleh......I don't know. Something like an A. This was dissapointing. When I was a kid, I used to imagine what it would be like to have big lovely breasts. Well I never got them, not even for xmas. When I went on the pill, a miraculous thing happened. They grew. And then when I went off the pill.....well you know. In a way, I like them to be small. I sort of feel like a flapper girl, back in the 20's, when it was hip to have small breasts, before implants and taking hormone pills and eating food filled with hormones.
I guess I will live.
Oh and along with dropping "the pill" I went off all other sorts of medication. I don't even take aspirin or tylenol or anything. I am not sure how going off anti-anxiety meds and other unmentionables, has affected me. I personally cannot tell. I am sure the people around me can. It was just time to stop putting crap into my body. There has to be some other way right? I guess I won't know for awhile, just as long as I don't go running around naked outside with a knife, screaming that my name is Willy Wonka and your kids should come get some everlasting gobbstoppers.
Hmmmm......what else? I got a free massage today, from a student. That was relaxing. I am refreshed hehe. And tired. I think I am going to actually go to bed early tonight!
I got to see my sets today at SGHQ. Three of them. I cannot comment on them though. I am way too self critical. When I look in the mirror or at a picture, I feel disfigured. I am too thin, too squishy in places, not enough in others. Too pale, breasts are too small, etc. etc. Even though I feel this way, I still like the pictures. Odd isn't it? I actually think that they are some damn good pictures.
About the boobs. I went off birth control pills in August. My boobs used to just barely fill a 32C, and now.......bleh......I don't know. Something like an A. This was dissapointing. When I was a kid, I used to imagine what it would be like to have big lovely breasts. Well I never got them, not even for xmas. When I went on the pill, a miraculous thing happened. They grew. And then when I went off the pill.....well you know. In a way, I like them to be small. I sort of feel like a flapper girl, back in the 20's, when it was hip to have small breasts, before implants and taking hormone pills and eating food filled with hormones.
I guess I will live.
Oh and along with dropping "the pill" I went off all other sorts of medication. I don't even take aspirin or tylenol or anything. I am not sure how going off anti-anxiety meds and other unmentionables, has affected me. I personally cannot tell. I am sure the people around me can. It was just time to stop putting crap into my body. There has to be some other way right? I guess I won't know for awhile, just as long as I don't go running around naked outside with a knife, screaming that my name is Willy Wonka and your kids should come get some everlasting gobbstoppers.
Hmmmm......what else? I got a free massage today, from a student. That was relaxing. I am refreshed hehe. And tired. I think I am going to actually go to bed early tonight!
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catdad:
all breasts are good.
jelly2:
yay. you are way too self critical. first of all. you are gorgeous. second of all. small boobies are awesome. so stop it. ok good. now you can yell at me for being crazy.